When the people were in deep despair, thinking that it was inevitable that they would be turned into ashes, the withered tone took a turn. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But when everyone waited intently for him to speak, he stopped talking, only smiled deeply, and only turned back to refreshment after laughing, and replied: "The only way now is to send Yufeng to an extremely cold place as soon as possible, and keep his body from burning in a frozen way, as long as he can." ”

"Extremely cold place?" Ling Xuanluo took over and said: "Where can it be regarded as an extremely cold place, I don't know, but I have the coldest water in the world in Jiluo Mountain, which is the Xuantian water spit out by those two Xuantian toads!"

As soon as his words fell, the little flea slapped his brain melon and jumped up, "Brother Xuanluo's Jiluo Mountain has the coldest water, so this extremely cold place is wrapped around me!"

"You?" everyone asked in unison, looking at the little elf, they didn't believe it very much.

The little flea waved his fleshy arm and explained with his hands dancing: "The Tomb of Despair is as warm as spring, but behind the palace, on the highest peak, there is a Burning Ice Palace, and the temperature in the Burning Ice Palace can always maintain the lowest in the world!"

Withering was happy to hear this, and clapped his hands and said: "This is very good! The palace of the coldest water and the cold has this double protection, but I am afraid that in another thousand years, the feather wind will not become ashes!"

As soon as the words came out, he felt unlucky, and he consciously slapped his mouth, and then said: "Okay, okay, this matter should be agreed, and when we leave here, Xuanluo will use the fastest speed to send Xuantian Toad back to the Tomb of Despair, and lead the little flea to the Burning Ice Palace." And the guard of the Feather Wind Void Realm is entrusted to the Ethereal Monk, Lancang Niangniang and Sword Immortal. ”

At this point, there was no one below, and the three spirits endured it for a few seconds, and asked in unison: "What about you?"

He spread his hands uncomfortably, pretending to have just remembered, and replied, "Oh, no, I missed myself." As for me, I hurried back to the fairy mound, pondered it day by day, and experimented diligently, but I didn't believe that the speed of my research on the antidote was faster than the speed of his self-immolation!"

This arrangement is reasonable, like a spark that ignites the hope that will be extinguished in everyone's hearts. Ling Xuanluo and Jiang Nanjun looked at each other and nodded tacitly, and Lancang Niangniang and Jian Xian had no objection, and began to think about how to leave here.

Only the ethereal monk, a pair of old eyes that have been in the world for a long time, swirled suspiciously around the withered body, always thinking that he had to talk about something else before he said just now before sending Yufeng back to the Tomb of Despair.

Jiang Nanjun said to the four spirits: "For the matter of protecting the soul of Brother Yufeng, please leave a few of them, Xuanluo and I must hurry out of the dream realm and send those two toad demons back, so that they can go to the Burning Ice Palace as soon as possible." ”

Seeing that they were so busy, the little flea felt that they were saved from extinction, and tears welled up in their eyes.

He put his head on the cruel chest and sobbed: "Brother, a kind person like you, I know that God will not destroy you." When Little Flea was five years old, his father and mother went to a big official's house to steal things, and happened to bump into him colluding with strangers to intend to rebel, so he was chased and killed by a big official. It was not enough for the man to kill them, and he sent a killer to the door. Our family of more than 30 people was spared. Before the nurse died, she put me in a small wooden basin and went down the river, but the killers chased me down the river. Fortunately, I met you, not only did you save me, but also begged the python king to track down the murderer and ...... for my family."

It turned out that the little flea, and such an unfortunate life experience, the six people were already busy finding an outlet, but they were attracted by his self-talk, and gathered around to listen quietly.